Like a strawberry you are always red
Like a pink flower when you blush
I felt your heart as my bed
And your hands my paint brush
...
a new morning has come
with a golden sun and a rose
last night has gone
and old pages closed
...
missing someone
i don’t yet know
feeling the pleasure
of pure peacefulness
...
why didn't you reply
when i sent you a message
maybe you haven't seen it
or you don't have credit
...
give me your hand
but why...
we are no more
are we... are we no more
...
oh yeah that's me
you still remember my name
oh yeah that's me
you still cherish my name
...
that's when i hate poetry...
when i have to leave someone
and i don't want to say goodbye
when i see pure love
...
when cool fresh air is bothered by the smoke
when true feelings turn to be a silly joke
when friends betray and your heart is broke
when people of guns and rumors talk
...
here i am
sitting alone in the dark
one hour left to a new year
listening to the familiar
...
why....do i cry
when there is no reason to...
pictures of people who were once dear friends
...
i've always dreamt of poems
and words i cannot say
so night falls, my eyes close
but my heart would pray
...
with black rain the sky is crying
and innocent flowers are fading
...
it feels calm
inside my bubble
my transparent magical world
it would just let the peace in
...
Papa! Why is the moon following me?
because it loves you my dear
...
Listening to this song
i wonder..and suddenly
start thinking about you
no! i wouldn’t say that
...
ummmmmmmmmmm....! !)
You Made Me Feel Red (For H.)
Like a strawberry you are always red
Like a pink flower when you blush
I felt your heart as my bed
And your hands my paint brush
For when you look at me I see the world in its green dress
Crazy and hazy with a smile on the face
A sweet confusion in my heart makes me feel peace
My soul flying light and free
And For the first time I can see.
You are the one who made me feel red.
Like strawberry, like you and me.